“When we last heard Last Wars it was hard-boiled and rasp-filled and retro electric, like a B-side of ‘Saturn Strip’ Vega. But now we get polish, and pumped up production, in an EP that flexes and kicks…”
USA
“There’s some cool coming out of Chicago. It’s abrasive, it’s messy, it verges on lo-fi, it’s cohesive by its lack of cohesion…”
“Gasoline, turpentine, hard times, and pulled triggers, every Bible belt trope gets thrown in. They get mixed up with drums that rank power over prowess and guitar tones that bleed out of speakers…”
“It’s a deep seam of fuzzed out and bleached desert sounds with a grimness that lurks in the dirt. We can almost hear vultures clamping down on old bones, shoegaze never sounded so… rural…”
“Every sound in this EP is bolder. More fluid, more set and more certain. Minaxi’s music has grown and they’ve grown along with it, it’s a pleasure to ride along with them…”
“It’s as phallic and sex-worn as Beelzebub’s hoof-stick and it’s soaked in a riff heavy glaze. Drag that sound with its glitter and leather and guts right on into the 21st century, and we have something like Midnight Devils…”
“These are gluttonous fuck-hungry scum covered tracks that live muscle-bound, wire-tight and lean…”
Here be B-movie tones, old school punk n’roll, New York mess, indie gems and a sack full of trouble-sludge sounds.
“Last Wars have mixed up a cool chaos sound made of rasp and home brewed lo-fi synths. This is bedroom based punk for electro free-wheelers, all scratchy and rat-tailed and ragged…”
And once more it’s a bumper sized playlist. This time split into A-side and B-side…
Rats on the Run 